Alexia

Okay, seriously. What the hell is going on?

Shouldn’t the forced duel thing only be a month after the duel was initiated? Or…

My eyes widen as I realize that more time might have passed than I thought in those trial attempts.

Shit.

That… is rather annoying.

But I don’t have time to focus on that right now. Because what’s most important right now is the Corruptor standing across from me on this large platform.

Well, that and the notification in my vision.

You have now entered your 1/10th Complete True Form as a Quantum Reaper.

As the sole Quantum Reaper, you have one role to play.

The Reaper of Reality.

While in this form, you are given five special Racial Skills. However, you may only stay in this form for a few minutes if you are not acting for your role.

These five skills are as follows:

Soul Reaping:

With every swing of your scythe, you take a chunk of the target’s soul out and feed it to the universe itself. Therefore any damage dealt with the Reaper’s Scythe is unhealable, regardless of what type of damage it is, who is trying to heal it, or what the damage is being done to.

Only the Reaper herself may revert the damage with her own hands.

Note: Restrictions have been revealed since completion of your True Form. Restrictions including the inability of this skill’s effect being applied on other Quantum Beings without resistance towards their quantum energies.

Corruption Immunity:

As one of the Quantum Beings holding a role to the universe, you are fully immune to the corruption of the other side.

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Living Singularity:

You are one of the sources of energy. A living singularity. All energy in the surroundings will be drawn to you, made to enter you, and feed your soul.

Special Quantum Resistance:

You are the Reaper of all. This includes the Quantum Beings. Therefore you are resistant to the special role-specific quantum energies of each of the ten other roles. However, as you are only 1/10th complete, this skill is limited to just a resistance towards the energies of the Role Trials you have completed.

Current Role resistances gathered: Quantum Architect

Quantum Resonance:

You resonate with the quantum energy around you, stabilizing reality itself and making it more difficult for other beings to alter reality around you.

Oh. Interesting.

So I’ll gain specific resistances to each of the Quantum Beings from passing their trials?

Although that little note about Soul Reaping certainly explains why the Quantum Architect I fought in the trial could still revert time on itself.

But I don’t have time to focus on any of this now.

Because I’ve been teleporting away from the Corruptor over and over again as he’s been attacking me like a wild fucking dog while I’ve been reading the notification.

Which I have to admit has grown really annoying.

But that aside, I teleport to the other side of the platform to get a good look at Damien’s new form.

Damien now looks like a glitchy vampire. One with crimson eyes hiding small flickers of glitchy purple, bits of glitchyness across his body, and some glitchy purple claws mixed with black claws on his hands. Meanwhile he is wearing the same equipment he wore the last time I saw him. Albeit with it looking worn out now.

The man himself, though, doesn’t look to be in good shape.

At all.

He looks like he’s barely holding onto his sapience even if he’s still attacking me like a wild dog with some sort of disease.

It almost makes me pity the guy.

Almost being the key word. Seeing as the guy is an asshole who honestly deserved this. Both for getting tricked and for everything he’s done.

Mostly just for bothering me though.

At the very least he’ll qualify for one of my requirements.

I smile a little at that thought.

My grip tightens a little on my scythe, only for my smile to fade a bit when I realize I’m not in the quantum realm anymore. Meaning I don’t have access to my infinite energy supply.

But I do still have a lot of energy to draw on from the surroundings, even if it’s not quantum energy. And I somehow manage to convert it into something I can use to power my attacks.

I think it’s some sort of void energy.

Not that it matters, considering how I’m just stuffing it into my skills and scythe.

Anyways, this guy is a lot easier to deal with than that bastard of a Quantum Architect.

“Excuse me?” the real Quantum Architect from outside of the trial comments, sounding rather upset.

Not you. The other Quantum Architect.

“What?” he asks, clearly even more confused now for some reason.

Not my problem.

“What are you talking about?” he continues, but I ignore him as I charge up my scythe a bit and teleport right in front of the Corruptor. Only for the Corruptor to slash his claws at my scythe in return, pushing me back for a single instant before I put a bit more energy into my scythe and send him flying across the platform.

Nice.

Definitely a lot easier than my fight with the Quantum Architect.

“Seriously, what are you even talking about?!” the Architect mutters.

Don’t worry about it.

Also, how are you even talking to me in here?

Actually, never mind.

I’ve got a problem to deal with first.

That being the Corruptor rushing towards me while foaming at the mouth.

I teleport up to him again and send him flying for a second time.

Then a third.

And a fourth.

A fifth.

Sixth.

Over and over again.

But unlike with the Architect, this Corruptor doesn’t heal.

None of the damage I deal reverts.

And that is a sight I absolutely love seeing. My attacks actually sticking and not just being undone right away.

Now then.

I teleport far back before slamming the butt of my scythe into the ground and infusing my soul into it. Instantly making clouds of quantum lightning form in the air above the platform.

“Enjoy the lightning,” I say with a smile on my face directed at the Corrupted Damien the moment my quantum lightning begins to strike him, making a loud shriek echo across the dueling platform.

Meanwhile the Architect mutters in my head, “I have no idea what’s going on anymore…”